I’ve recently been out and about on the hunt for dirty walls again, potential “canvasses” for my powerhose murals. As some of you may know, I trudge through fields and farms, dragging my powerhose behind me with grand ideas in my head and the hope I can find the right wall to bring them to life. I sometimes think when I’m long gone I’ll haunt these hills, still searching for that perfect wall. People will hear a strange wailing sound and they’ll say, “Kevin’s out tonight, I can hear the squeaky wheel on his powerhose.” Then they’ll close the curtains and stay inside and think no more of it.

As always, this series of murals has been in association with Sliabh Beagh Arts. The aim of the organisation has always been to bring art out to where life happens rather than hide it away behind closed doors and they carry out this task with ingenuity, lateral thinking and a real sense of fun. I love being a part of the chaos.